Indiansaxstory Novels & Stories

Cade Kaya and her friends were all sitting around the massive fire they had built. It was as big as the one they always kept burning when they lived in the North. I was next to my mate as we listened to Saka tell the story of his first hunt. He was signing as he talked so Kaya could know what he was saying. "Then I came upon a group of reindeer; I had to do the formation we used to hunt when there is a herd all by myself. It was a long chase with no one to corner the creature."

"How do you deal with him!" "Well... He doesn't call me a old hag," Indianna said with a sheepish smile. "I think that helps us get along." "I bet Greyson would kill him if he did," Sasha muttered. "And what a shame that would be," Alice said sarcastically and Indiana chuckled. "Hey, are you going to the carnival on the weekend?" Sasha asked. "It's gonna be so good!" "Stacy mentioned it to me," Indianna said. "I've never been to a carnival."

When the champions were provoked, they thought that this was only personal, and that they could easily defeat the ignorant Indians. Not only did they accept the challenge, but they also got people from TV stations and notaries to witness the fights. The Indians took down every single champion one after another. None of the champions were dead, but they had completely lost all strength to fight; the unlucky ones were even crippled for the rest of their lives! Axel then announced the incident on India’s TV station the day before. If he managed to take out the final champion—the man who dared to disrespect the distinguished people of India—Harvey York himself, he would become the man who crushe

’ Anderson thought and unconsciously patted his bag. Next, after the setting was provided, he would tell his stories, but he needed to survive. That part was difficult to understand. Did it mean he would be stopped from telling the story? Would he be hunted down? He tried hard to not think about the guns in his duffle bag so as to not give them away. He had to be ready for anything.

Zelda listened attentively, eager to absorb the essence of their stories and understand the intricate dynamics within the pack. Sasha's pack was a vibrant tapestry of personalities, each bringing unique strengths and talents to the table. There were the seasoned warriors, their eyes gleaming with stories of valor and triumph. The healers, with their gentle touch and profound knowledge of herbal remedies, embodied a sense of compassion and care. The elders, wise and revered, offered guidance and shared the wisdom accumulated through generations.

Finally, he said: “Guys, there’s something I need to tell you.” It sounded like a confession, especially because they were in the middle of a heave-to and near bedtime, but a confession upon the mention of the Nagas could only mean something terrible. Though curious, Aki wasn’t sure if she was ready to listen to a scary story. Sasha began his story innocently enough:

by Michelle Brooke Deadmond (an excerpt) Soon they tracked the hunted Sauk warrior northward to Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin, where finally he surrendered and was taken prisoner at Fort Crawford, thus becoming government property and a ‘trophy’ of war to be put on display. Exhausted, and sick at heart, the 65-year-old Indian chief spoke in chains at the Prairie du Chien fort, standing shackled upon the original ceded lands of his great Sauk ancestors, his long resistance at an end now. The speech he gave that day told of lies and betrayal, of the deliberate, systematic extermination of his people. It would become Black Sparrow Hawk’s ~~ Coda ~~

I said, it was clearly a sore topic. “No, its alright you will find out eventually” Sasha spoke and held Indy’s hand squeezing it gently before continuing “we belonged to the Blue Moon Pack in the North, a small pack in the middle of nowhere, Indy was the pack doctor and I was the daughter of the Beta. Growing up in the same pack we always knew each other and I was always attracted to her” she said and blushed, Indy reached over and kissed her cheek gently. “And I always thought she was the most beautiful creature in existence” Indy spoke to Sasha. The love they had for each other radiated off them and it warmed the entire room it was mesmerizing.

he asked as he offered the freshly rolled cigarette to Roy. Roy took the cigarette and lit it. After taking a long drag, he said, “Years ago I saved an Indian boy from a bunch of hooligans who caught him off-guard while he was out huntin’. His pa was the tribe’s chief and his uncle their well-respected medicine man. By Blackfoot law, they now owe me a favor. Those Indians have memories like elephants. I know he’d remember me and what I done for him. I wonder if it might be a good idea to have him send the medicine man here to check things out. I don’t believe the gal’s a witch, but somethin’ ain’t right.”